Brushing Up on Nothing

All brushed and nowhere to go. Typical! I guess I'll just hang around by the couch and stare at people as they come up the stairs.

Earlier in the day Zoe transformed from asleep-don't-bother-me cat to WiLd RUN uP tHe sTaiRs CaT! It must have been the Tabasco in the Cat Chow that set her off. We'll try that experiment again, won't we Zoe?

Zoe is now allowed into the garage...unsupervised. Yes, with the cat door blocked she's free to roam under the truck and hang out with Sandy. Homies o' the garage, oh yeah.

And, finally, in the We Promised Not to Tell department, Zoe took a nap on the breadboard and picked up a coat-full of crumbs. That's one way to clean a breadboard! Note to self: next time clean breadboard BEFORE Helen has breakfast.

Zoe Helps Out

Zoe decides that there's enough room on the little shelf for a Supervisor.

Hey, you, blog faster! We're not paying you to think!

CatCam - The Zoe Eye View

Zoe's World from Zoe's point of view. Low to the ground, that is.


Checking out cat food on the floor. Mmmmmmm, cat food!


The dreaded brush-person!


My window. I want to go out there and hide.


The Fingers are attacking!


The string is mine! All mine!

AC/DC

Sarah flew to Washington, D.C., today to start her summer internship with Boeing's Space Division.

Zoe the Cat walked upstairs and curled up on the bed to start her summer of Sleeping in Houston in the Air Conditioning.

Work all summer or sleep all summer? You decide.

Houston Chronicle

I tried to get Zoe interested in the Houston Chronicle, a fine newspaper by all accounts.

No dice. She just sat there.

Finally, I wadded up the Business page and threw it at her.

That got her attention! Oh, yeah, Houston Business! Good to scratch! Good to kick! Good to chase!

I'd agree. Good for all of the above, but not good to read. Ah, Zoe says, I can't read!

And so it goes.